Page 41 of Sleeping with the Dark (The Righteous 3)
“Shit.” He swung his legs over the side of the bed. Looking at the bathroom door, he contemplated going and rubbing one out in the shower. The issue was he’d already done that, and it hadn’t helped.
Dropping to the floor, he lowered himself to the ground and then jumped up, trying to think about anything other than Trev in bed, alone. Proceeding to do some burpees, Cody felt his heart rate spiking from the physical exertion. He turned his attention to what Trev and Arek had been up to downstairs. A private torture room, you don’t see that in too many blueprints. Cody had to wonder if the builder knew what he was building or if the guy just didn’t give a fuck as long as he got paid. He’d opted for clean-up duty instead. He’d spent way too much time cutting people up and making them scream and never developed a taste for it.
“This isn’t working,” he mumbled as he jumped to his feet and paced from the bathroom to the bed. Stopping, he turned to stare at the closed door and couldn’t take it anymore. Feeling like a teenager, he poked his head out of the bedroom and listened to see if anyone was awake. The house had two wings divided at the top of the stairs, and each side held multiple bedrooms. He’d chosen a room in the same half of the hallway as Trev, while Sally, J.J., Arek, and Renee were in the other half.
Not hearing anyone moving around, he padded his way along the cool floor toward the room Trev was currently occupying. The master suite was in desperate need of repair. Most obviously, it needed a new window since his had been smashed and was currently boarded-up, so Trev was staying in another room. Was it really safe to sneak into his room while he was sleeping? In Trev’s current state, he figured he was as safe as he was going to get.
Was he really going to do this?
His hand paused on the door handle. Not a lick of guilt surfaced. Yup, he was doing this.
The door opened silently to the much smaller room. He stood in the doorway and watched the slow rise and fall of Trev’s bare chest. The moonlight filtered through the gap in the thick drapes and showed off the angles of that handsome face and perfectly cut jaw. The dips and curves of his chest and, of course, the toned arm currently draped across his face made him look like a playgirl pin-up calendar model or maybe the cover for a romance book. Cody slipped his hand into his silk boxers and gave his cock a few strokes, bringing it to full attention with his touch. He’d never seen a sexier sight than this man at this moment.
Giving his length a squeeze, he forced himself to let go before he came like a fucking Peeping Tom in the doorway. A soft mumble came from Trev, the small sound sending a ripple of excitement traveling through his body and raising the hair on his arms. Fuck, this man was hot. He had more assets than any one person should be figuratively and legally allowed to have.
As stealthy as a ninja, he closed the door and glanced at Trev to make sure he was still asleep before he slunk his way over to the bed. He intended to simply lift the covers and slip in beside him, holding him while he slept, but instead, he found himself rounding the side of the bed. Trev was breathing deeply. Cody’s eyes traveled the form under the gunmetal grey sheet. It was like staring at rich eye candy.
Every muscle flexed as his eyes fell on the lump under the sheets where his cock would be. He couldn’t look away. He stood transfixed to the spot staring at what was definitively Trev’s substantial length laying on his stomach. He licked his lips, remembering all too well how good Trev had felt in his mouth, and he was salivating at the thought of finally tasting all of him. The image of Trev letting go and coming in his mouth had his own cock kicking in his boxers with a building ache that was both painful and delicious.
Slipping his hand into his boxers, he stroked his shaft and wanted to come all over that way too sexy face and mark him as his own. The image was insane. He wasn’t a fucking animal, and yet, the urge was strong to act like one.
Like a movie playing out, he watched his hand reach out for the thin piece of material that was blocking his view. The anticipation was almost unbearable and was causing his hand to shake. It was so wrong to do this while Trev was incapacitated and asleep, but he had to see it. Even just a glimpse of that thick cock with its smooth, silky head.
His pulse was loud in his ears as the blood pounded through his body like a fucking storm brewing. Just a little closer, his fingertips brushed the edge of the fabric when Trev’s hand shot out and grabbed his wrist hard like a fucking viper snatching its prey. He almost yelled out at the sudden and fierce movement. Cody’s eyes were wide as he stood frozen in place. He gulped, locking eyes with Trev and those sky blues of his hard, unwavering stare.
“Well, well, what have we here? Don’t you know it is unwise to try and sneak up on a sleeping ex-SEAL?”
“Did you hear me come in?” Cody’s tone was quiet.
“I’ve been awake long enough.”
“Are you going to kick me out?”
“That depends.”
“On?” Cody was very aware that Trev hadn’t let go of his wrist. Trev’s strong fingers pressed into his skin and was sending his pulse racing.
“What were you planning on doing once you pulled the sheet down? I’m assuming that this is what you were after.” Trev’s mouth twitched, one side lifting ever so slightly, as his hand pushed the sheet a little lower.
Cody licked his lips, his eyes focused on Trev’s hand as he teasingly ran his fingers over his own cock. Trev ran two fingers along the side of his length, the sheet forming to the shape of the prize it was hiding. His heart pounded like a drum in his ears.
“Speak up Cody, is this what you wanted?”
It felt like he was in the middle of the fucking hottest interrogation scene of his life. He licked his lips—his eyes not missing the fact that the cock under the sheet was a great deal longer than it had been a minute ago.
“I was planning on finishing what I started in the gym.”
“You were going to suck off an unconscious man?” Trev’s brow creased, making Cody’s body flush hot all over. He could feel a trickle of nervous sweat trailing down his back.
He lifted his shoulder and let it drop. “You going to say you didn’t want me to?” Cody bent over until his lips brushed against Trev’s. “I’d have to call you a liar.”
“I wouldn’t challenge me, Cody.”
Standing straight once more, Cody opened his mouth to answer, but no sound would come out. His brain was misfiring. Nothing made sense. It was like his thoughts had turned to a pile of mush as he stared into those all-consuming eyes. Trev grabbed the sheet and tossed it aside, revealing the fact he was indeed sleeping naked.
Cody groaned, his body responding in the most carnal way. He had to clench his fist and remind himself that the bandages that practically glowed bright white in the darkened room were on Trev for a reason.
“Is this what you wanted?” Trev slid his hand down his body until his hand gripped the hard length in his hand. Cody groaned as Trev’s hand slowly stroked his cock.
